Fish Taco’s. I had some the other day at a restaurant here downtown. Now, I’m not a big fan of the Fish Taco, as I’m pretty sure that only beef, or maybe chicken, should be the only representatives of the animal kingdom to appear in the dish.
Well, I met my wife for a bit to eat and they were advertising the fish tacos on their outdoor chalkboard. Our waiter, a cheery fella that seemed really excited to tell us what we were ordering was awesome, was all over those fish tacos. She ordered them, I got a brisket grilled cheese.
Again, fish don't go in tacos, they just don't.
My wife ordered them and they brought out something I did not expect. Something awesome. I asked for taste. Yum. I asked if she wanted to trade. She shrugged. My grilled cheese brisket thing wasn't real good, not bad, but not worth the money they were charging. She didn't really eat any of that.
You know, I’m not sure what my wife ate. I hate her food, I ate my food. I hope she didn't leave hungry. I know I didn't.
I've dutifully used my artistic skills to try to represent what was in my head when the waiter mentioned they served fish tacos.
I was so surprised by the wonderful reality that I tried to compare it to other times in my life when I received surprising news that made me happy.
1) The time I found a 20 dollar bill in the parking lot at Taco Bell.
2) The time I went to watch a concert and after the show a fan of the group came up to me and said I played an awesome gig. I even signed an autograph. I hope he’s telling his kids about the time he met that one guy from that famous band.
3) The time I got a FedEx from the Smithsonian telling me that my photo was going to be displayed in the museum and printed in their magazine.
4) When I found out I was having a boy.
5) I could never dunk a basketball, but that brief summer of my 20th year when I could jump high enough to touch the rim of a basketball goal.
Anyway, I'm out of town today doing work things. I'm not sure what my schedule will look like for the next few days. I may not be as around as I want to be.
Ah, those were good times, add the fish taco thing to it and I’m feeling pretty good about life.